On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

After hearing what Shi Gongxi said, Chi Mu turned around and looked at Chen Qian again, waiting for his answer.

"Uh..." Chen Qian hesitated for a few seconds before nodding. Although he didn't understand what the two were talking about, he still agreed, "Miss Shi doesn't make sense."

He carefully checked Chi Mu's expression, and sure enough, after he finished speaking, he looked accusing, as if he had been betrayed.

The palm of his hand in his pocket was gently scratched by fingers, and Chen Qian shrank his hand because of the itch.

After hearing Chen Qian's answer, Shi Xi raised his head slightly with satisfaction, and then didn't look at Chi Mu again.

She calmly said to Zhong Yi, "Since Xiao Qian is fine, let's go back and finalize the contract."

"Yeah, okay." Zhong Yi agreed happily.

Before leaving, he took one last look at Chen Qian, his eyes obscure and unclear, and said lightly: "I think Mr. Chi needs more clothes."

After saying this, without waiting for Chen Qian's response, he followed Shi Xixi and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

"How did you get here?" Chen Qian asked him.

"Take a taxi." Chi Mu's hand was hidden in the clothes, gently stroking Chen Qian's skin.

Chi Mu's hands gradually began to warm up under the dual blessing of Chen Qian's body temperature and the thick coat. But compared with the current room temperature, that little warmth was like a drop in the ocean, completely useless.

Chen Qian looked at him, then looked at himself, and sighed helplessly.

In order to clear my mind and to appear dignified when meeting with the new sponsor, I dressed very elegantly - my body temperature would drop several degrees if the wind blew.

So now I don’t even have the energy to take off my coat and act like a gentleman.

"Aren't you cold wearing just this?" He raised his free hand, gathered Chi Mu's coat, and slowly buttoned up all the open buttons. "You...ran out because of me?"

"Well, I heard that you might have been in a car accident, and I'm really worried."

"How did you know?" Chen Qian was surprised by this, and while buttoning his shirt, he adjusted Chi Mu's collar.

"I was originally calling Shi Xixi to check on the progress, but she said you were missing." Chi Mu's expression was unnatural, and his eyes shifted for no reason, not landing on Chen Qian's face. "Just then, someone told her that a car had lost control at the intersection downstairs. I heard it."

As Chen Qian listened to him, the expression on his face kept changing and became very rich.

He really didn't know how to feel when facing Chi Mu like this.

He clearly did something that made people feel soft-hearted, running away from the hospital without even changing his clothes because of a piece of fake news.

But... that fake news was relayed from his significant other.

Uneasy and growing, Chen Qian's moral values ​​belatedly began to whip his heart.

"First, let me find you some warm clothes." Chen Qian stopped his ever-changing thoughts with difficulty and looked up at Chi Mu.

In the elevator, Chi Mu's hands were playing tricks in Chen Qian's pockets, either touching or pinching. Chen Qian was annoyed by him and hit back twice.

But in this back-and-forth movement, Chen Qian noticed something strange.

His fingers carefully traced Chi Mu's fingers, paying particular attention to his ring finger. Beneath the fingertips was smooth, delicate skin, and only skin. Why?

As soon as they got off the elevator, they saw that the lobby was crowded with people and very messy.

Outside, sirens continued to sound, long and shrill.

Walk past the crowd to a corner of the hall and look out through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The hardest-hit area where the series of traffic accidents occurred has been cordoned off, probably to avoid affecting the normal flow of traffic. Not far away, there is a lane with several clear brake marks where vehicles are still driving normally.

A heavily damaged silver-gray sedan sat parked in front of a convenience store across from the building, surrounded by numerous roadblocks and other objects that had fallen to the ground. A little further on, three police cars were parked on the roadside, and seven or eight uniformed officers were busy moving around.

"Why don't we see an ambulance?" someone nearby said.

Someone quickly answered, "It's already gone, and it took several people away."

"That car was driving so fast just now, it almost crashed into someone else's store." Someone else sighed.

Looking at Chi Mu's tightly pursed lips and increasingly pale face, Chen Qian gently shook Chi Mu's hand in his pocket to comfort him and said softly, "I'm fine."

Chen Qian had no intention of understanding the losses and the course of the accident. He just wanted to leave here with Chi Muxian, whose clothes were thin, whose face was pale and whose lips were purple from the cold. So he moved away from the crowd and planned to leave through the side door of the building.

The mall is very close to this building, less than five minutes' walk away.

But after reaching the side door, Chen Qian discovered that Chi Mu's outfit of a single piece of clothing and a jacket did not seem suitable for any place in such weather.

The cold wind howled in the street, blowing up the clothes and hair of passers-by. Some people in cotton clothes shivered and walked hurriedly.

Chen Qian and Chi Mu both stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring blankly at the landscape trees dancing wildly in the wind.

He raised his eyes and slowly looked at Chi Mu, who looked innocent. He rushed out helplessly in the wind and stopped a taxi.

Chen Qian took him into the car and patted the back of the driver's seat, "Master, please turn up the heater for me."

Then he looked at him and asked, "We already took a taxi, why don't we just take you back to the hospital so we don't have to buy clothes."

"No need." Chi Mu shook his head. "The examination this morning was over, and I was supposed to be discharged this afternoon."

"Where are you going? Are you going home?"

"Then let's go home." Chi Mu nodded slightly, then slowly told the driver the address.

The temperature brought by the hot wind gradually filled the car. The driver opened his window a little to ventilate, but Chen Qian still felt that the temperature was so hot that it made him dizzy.

"Is it still cold now?" he asked Chi Mu.

"No, but you look a little hot." Chi Mu touched the side of Chen Qian's neck and felt that his body temperature was hot.

"A little bit."

The taxi quickly drove to the destination as requested.

Chen Qian looked at the completely different style outside the window, feeling a little bewildered, and muttered: "This...is not the same neighborhood as last time."

"Huh? What?" Chi Mu asked, not hearing what he said clearly.

Chen Qian retracted his gaze and said, "I stayed here once before, but it didn't seem to be here."

"Yes, it's another place." Chi Mu explained, "This place is closer to the company, so I live here more often."

After paying, they got out of the car one after another and walked into the building.

The combination lock dinged, and then the sound of the lock cylinder turning was heard. Chi Mu pushed open the door and let Chen Qian in first.

After entering the room, Chen Qian took out his indoor slippers and put them on under Chi Mu's instructions.

"Wait for me, I'll go change my clothes first." Chi Mu led the person to sit on the sofa, and then went into the room.

While Chi Mu was away, Chen Qian leisurely looked at the decoration inside the house. It still felt exactly the same, and it was obvious that it was Chi Mu's preference.

The lack of any sense of life and the neat layout make this place look a bit like a model house.

Looking at the empty furnishings, Chen Qian couldn't help but think of the photo frame he had hidden deep in the drawer of his desk. It was the only trace of Chi Mu's life in that house a few years ago, which also lacked the atmosphere of worldly life.